Flesh To Lacerate [bad word] to me now and tell me what you fear in all those nights
As no one could hear you pain, it was so obscene [bad word] to me now and tell me what you've been dreaming of
These nights a beast penetrates you as you smile at god

You are a gun in wrong hands
You are a gun in my hands

You don't know about hate
But you try to destroy me and it's just too late
You don't know about hate
But you try to make me flesh to lacerate

You are a gun in wrong hands
You are a gun in my hands

You don't know about hate
But you try to destroy me and it's just too late
You don't know about hate
But you try to make me flesh to lacerate